Celia paused. Nathaniel Fu was really going to marry Rosalie?
Was he planning to marry both sisters from the Su family?
Celia had no idea how he and Rosalie ended up together, nor did she care what kind of story they shared. None of it mattered to her anymore.
She had nothing to do with that man now.
"Yingying, I'm a bit tired. I'm heading to bed," Celia said as she walked straight into her room.
Nathaniel stood nearby, silently.
Not only had she shown no reaction, but she had completely ignored him. Since returning, she hadn't once looked him in the eye.
Back in his room, Nathaniel took a cold shower, lay on the bed, and opened his phone. He scrolled to Celia's contact on WeChat.
He sent a message:"Are you on another date with my nephew tonight?"
No reply.
He followed with another:"Did you two break up?"
But the message failed to send—he was blocked.
Frowning, Nathaniel called her number, only to find that she had blocked his calls too.
Nathaniel: "…"
She had been a substitute, and now she was turning the tables?
Frustrated, Nathaniel messaged Fu Yingying on WeChat:"I said I'd marry Rosalie. Did Celia say anything?"
Fu Yingying responded quickly:"Yep! CiCi wishes you the best!"
Nathaniel: "?"
She then sent a screenshot of her chat with Celia.
Fu Yingying:"CiCi, my uncle is really going to marry Su Qianrou!"Celia:"Oh. I wish him a happy second marriage."
Nathaniel: "…"
Celia!
He tossed his phone aside, both irritated and amused.
When she was just a stand-in, she'd been at least a little obedient. Now that she'd broken free from that label, she completely ignored him.
As Zane Song had said—what exactly was she so proud of?
Damn it. Why was he the one playing the fool now?
Celia had plans today—her best friend Lin Jiaojiao had just returned from overseas.
Lin, the beloved daughter of the Lin family, wore a black rhinestone spaghetti-strap dress. Her caramel curls cascaded over her shoulders, her lips were ruby red, her smile dazzling.
She pulled off her sunglasses and threw her arms around Celia, hugging her tightly."CiCi! I missed you like crazy—come give me a big smooch!"
Celia laughed and gently pushed her away."Alright, drama queen—move it. I'm treating you to dinner."
"Yay~ Let's go!"
Arm in arm, the two besties arrived at a luxury hotel.
As they strolled in, Lin clung to Celia and whispered,"CiCi, I heard that Rosalie—the fake heiress who stole your life—is back. Her whole family's dining here too."
Rosalie had worked hard over the years. She excelled in everything, and with the glowing reputation of a 'genius perfumer,' she was crowned the number one socialite in Yecheng. Her popularity had only grown.
"She's got six million followers on social media—all die-hard fans. Ever since she returned from studying abroad, she's been blowing up again."
Just as she finished speaking, chatter erupted nearby.
"I heard the famous socialite Rosalie is here! She's in that private room—let's go take a peek!"
Celia glanced over.
In a luxury suite, Mrs. Su, Su Changrong, and Li Lan were gathered around Rosalie, laughing and chatting like one big happy family.
Suddenly, another guest arrived—Mrs. Song.
Her previously disfigured face had recovered. Now unmasked and glowing, she looked cheerful and elegant.
"Where's Rosalie? I must see the woman who saved me!"